Just a Fantasy Crush

The babe woke me up today and I fluttered my eyes open, and smiled. I told her I had a weird dream. Weird, but felt so awesometastically good.

I am a person who can never vividly remember dreams in full. Only certain parts, moments of those dreams that were particularly vital, when they would leave me in a swirl of haziness euphoria right after I wake up from them, and those distinct particulars would dance with such fluidity of mischievous fairies within the spaces left in my head, and beckoning, luring the fragments of my consciousness to fly back into the intense miscellany of emotions I felt as I was experiencing those abstracted moments. 

The warmth engulfing from behind me was hot and secure, smothering me in a heavy overprotecting cocoon that I thought I could simply, blindly drown into. The way my arm was held firm but laced with noted gentleness; the way my lower shoulder was nuzzled, breathed, drank in, explored with affections of a tamed lion favoring tenderness from his lioness. Just sitting. And feeling.

I told the babe who it was and she softly giggled. I smiled too, and cursed. She said she knew I had somewhat of a teeny weeny crush on him. Come to think of it, and after a few seconds of thought, I kinda do, and I admitted it. xD I told her, "Yeah, it's like a crush that you don't want it to be developed, ya know?"

A fantasy crush: A crush you feel towards a person that is felt to be all so sweet, warm and fuzzy in your own fantasy world, but could never be developed into even a dream of being with that person in reality. This crush would never emerge on the surface of your emotions every time you meet that person face-to-face; it will come forth only in your wildest dreams. Literally. xD

Scary, but nice and fluffy all the same. Who would have thought? ^_~

Go on, give it a try. >x)


Current mode: Miscellaneous

Of Three Short Notes

I’m feeling a short-notes format for this post. So here we go! xD

Camp Fun

During Chinese New Year’s one week break, I volunteered to join a 3-day leadership camp as a representative of my club. I was thinking like, okay, I never went to any outdoorsy, camping-ish activities before in uni, so why not? And I could gain experience participating in it at least once while in uni. So I did, and I was surprised at how much I enjoyed myself during that 3-day period! The best part was meeting and getting to know awesome people, and working together as a team with those peeps. I had good fun drawing a cow, designing my group’s logo, playing simplified stock market, and building a boat made out of a box, black bin plastic bags and lotsa tape. My group got second last for overall performance (we aimed to be the last since we were the last group xD), but we got the highest for our programme proposal! Aaaand, I made it through a full obstacle course! With much yelling and screaming! xD Another best part I noted was getting to know people and their leadership auras (like whoooaaaa). By then, I started to believe that my generation would turn out alright in the future. They are that amazing individuals.

Work Rejection

After holidays were over, this week has been hmm, pretty neat. I simply rejected from doing any form of academic work throughout the weekdays. The only work I did was my scripts for the talk show. I was embracing my dismissal of certain subjects, one that I absolutely, willingly and adamantly rejected. My total refusal to commit, even associate myself in any way possible with that subject is so strong; I amuse myself. xD My thanks to the lecturer. Plus, I didn’t bother to send in an assignment that was due two days after someone revealed to me the due date for it. I couldn’t put myself into bludgeoning my brain overnight with research (that assignment requires a lot of it) like before, and then skipping classes again the next day. And I didn’t wanna submit a half-assed work to an awesome lecturer. Let it be late, but quality work (if only this principle applies to the working world xP). Therefore, no work was done. Life can be simple. xD

In Between

I met one of my close friends and we talked about how tiring this semester’s been getting. She said, “ I can’t wait for this semester to be over.” Then it suddenly hit me. I never thought of that before. I mean, sure, I can no longer accept certain subjects I’m taking, up to the point where I could not wait to go back home every weekend, but I’ve never really given a thought about wanting to end this semester so badly. So I replied, “Hmm, yeah… Well, I feel like, a part of me want this semester to end, another does not.” Why? Coz even with the stupid subjects (actually, this is all the lecturers’ doings. I’m sorry to say this but it’s true) I’m taking, I’m sad of letting go of an incredible lecturer of mine who established the campus radio I’m currently on right now for practicum. He’s not the only one leaving, one of my best friends, the babe, is leaving too after this semester. It’s an inevitable heartbreak that I refuse to let it sink in my reality. Why keep reminding of the sadness? Just live life exuberantly while they are both here. =)

Need sleep. -_____-

 

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